When you’re so bored that you just start saying “Chrestomanci” randomly
To really get my story you have to have an understanding of my third floor landing.
There’s a single set of stairs that lead up to it, once on the landing its a T-Shape, with an Office the left, my bedroom to the right, and straight ahead is a bathroom with a shower.
Anyway, one night, ~10PM I’m taking a shower before I head to sleep. The glass panels on my shower is that like, concave/convex glass that blurs everything, so everything was blurred and unclear. I glance at the door and I see some kind of hand like figure. Now, it was pitch black, so right there it freaked me out because I come from a family of pale white welsh people. What freaked me out more was how the hand seemed to come through the door, or at least an angle where whomever the hand belonged to would be visible.
All it did was hit the lights. That’s it. No noise, no attack or anything, it just turned off the fucking lights. So there I am, I just witnessed a phantom hand, and now I’m in my shower and it’s pitch fucking black. I’ve never been so chilled to the bone before, something about being in the darkness of the night, with the only noise being the water hitting the floor beneath me, just reduced me to the most primal state of pure fear I’ve ever been in. I eventually get myself to leave the shower and hit the lights. The relief that came over me was immense.
I’ve never been able to explain it. The stairs up to the landing are old and creek like hell, I would’ve heard someone come and go down. No one was in my room, or the office. Weirder still, nothing like it has happened since.
TL;DR Phantom hand trolls me while I’m taking a shower
Found this on a Reddit thread of creepy things, felt like sharing.
Okay, I’m obsessed with that bloody statue. It’s of a man and a woman, presumably husband and wife, and a little girl crying and burying her face. So what if the girl’s hair is way longer than Jack’s sister’s was, maybe the statue was made a few years later and she grew her hair out?
Anyway prompt: that statue is of Jack’s family. Maybe they were the first settlers or something, I’m not picky. Jack never realised until after the movie happened; then he recognised his parents’ faces.
But Jack doesn’t completely break down over the revelation, at least not right on the spot. He’s seen the statue a hundred thousand times before, and while it’d be a hell of a shock, he hadn’t even known he’d had parents until fairly recently, and he probably wouldn’t have been able to describe their faces if the statue wasn’t there to jog his newly aquired memory.
So maybe it doesn’t quite sink in until a little while later, that he’d spent a fair amount of the last 300 years looking at or leaning against his family, and he’d never known. Then it hits him.
Jack’s been spending a lot of time looking at the statue in Burgess. Tooth goes to talk to him about it, and the real family he’s now discovered he’s part of.